Chapter Seventy-One: A Lonely Sea of People

On the side of the demon clan, the earth-shattering war drums sounded, and the big array began to change, and the three armies came out of the military formation from different positions and began to assemble in echelons in front of the formation.

Wuhua Sect Immortal Cultivator immediately made a commotion here, this is about to officially start?

It was Gui Yuanzi who served as the marshal of the battlefield, and he was also full of puzzlement, the timing of the decisive battle was not ripe for both sides, what was Tu Shan going to do?

There must always be a strategic purpose in a war, and if the result of a war is only the death of people on both sides, what is the point of that? Tu Shan is a famous commander of the demon clan, and it is absolutely impossible to act rashly, so what is his purpose?

Although I don't understand the intentions of the other side, the enemy has already deployed troops, and the battle still has to be fought. One after another, orders were dispatched, small flying boats flew everywhere, and the immortal clan also began to dispatch troops.

The order was conveyed to the armies, and Xiao Hua's team began to move closer to the Chinese army, and if you look down from a high altitude, you will find that the side of the immortal clan has actually formed a wedge-shaped array that is conducive to attacking.

At the front of the front gathered the disciples of Beihua Peak wearing heavy immortal armor, behind them was the large army of the Gongwei Chinese Army, and then behind was the disciples of Xihua Peak, Xiao Hua, the lone seedling of Nanhua Peak, was mixed in it.

In the middle army of the demon clan, Qingluan flew down from the sky, suspended on Tu Shan's side, and asked suspiciously: "What, Wuhua Sect can't attack?"

Tu Shan raised his head and smiled silently, "Gui Yuanzi is not so arrogant, our side occupies a favorable position, he wants to use martial arts to open our shock array, and then divide and counter-encircle." ”

As soon as he said this, Qingluan understood that the opponent's wedge-shaped formation was extremely hard, and if it launched a frontal impact, it would indeed be difficult to shake, and it was likely to be separated by the bow of the ship, which would indeed be very disadvantageous.

"Then can we rush?" Qingluan waved his hand, "Not busy, not busy, this game of chess layout has not been completed yet." ”

After speaking, the handsome flag was unfurled, and the attack formation that had been placed in front of the demon clan formation did not move at all, but the large army moved forward as a whole under the urging of the rapid drums, drowning the attack array little by little. Now the demon clan army has moved forward dozens of zhang as a whole, and in addition, from the outside, it is still the original formation.

Wuhua Sect Zhongjun, Gui Yuanzi frowned, "It's a good needle, the opponent's impact arrow is still there, but it is hidden, Tu Shan is going to play chess with me?"

A small flying boat rose sharply, and a sharp roar was heard, and the formation of the Wuhua Sect also changed. A small white force was separated from the large cluster and moved horizontally to the right side of the main formation, forming two parallel formations, one large and one small.

At the same time, the wedge-shaped formation of the main forces contracted further tightly, and soon the crowd was crowded, forming a spindle.

Xiao Hua was engulfed by the army, moving towards the center, his face turned white, and he saw that those subordinates were all staring at him gloomily, holding sharp blades, and forced them over little by little.

"Riding a horse!" Xiao Hua was so angry that he cursed, what kind of broken formation, he was tightly squeezed in the middle by these guys, and he stabbed himself with a bucket, so it couldn't be a sieve? Since he had Huashanjia, he didn't worry about the blade anymore, but after what happened on the flying boat, he found that the Huashanjia somehow had no effect at all.

Thinking of this, he was indignant, but he didn't expect that the immortal-level magic weapon would actually fail sometimes, just kidding!

Fortunately, there is an iron rod in his hand that will never fail, he holds it tightly, and looks at the subordinates who leaned over a little bit with a fierce look, the meaning is very simple, whoever dares to approach will hit him!

At this moment, the general attack of the demon clan was launched.

The huge demon clan army formation did not swing any attack array, and moved forward as a whole, and at the forefront, a whole row of mammoths advanced step by step, and the heavy hooves hammered the earth in unison, and the mountains of the two realms vibrated for it.

"What's going on?" Gui Yuanzi's face changed, and the other party's posture was actually obvious, that is, he wanted to fight a war of attrition.

No one wants to fight a war of attrition, this is the most stupid tactic, it is useless except for a lot of dead people, and no strategic goal can be achieved, Tu Shan is not a mediocre handsome, what is he going to do?

There was no time to think, the mammoth battle group quickly approached, and the demon clan on his back began to release arrows.

The condescending demon clan did not use a volley of forced retreat, but chose a pure lethal free point shot, and the random arrows flew sideways like locusts, covering the Beihua Peak martial cultivators in the big front.

The martial cultivators have a strong physique, deep internal qi, and heavy armor, so they are not afraid of sporadic arrows and feathers at all, and this round of attacks is basically ineffective.

Those Tushan Demon Clans riding mammoths were useless for a round, and did not advance any further, but continued to shoot freely in place. At the same time, the war drums suddenly became urgent, and countless demon soldiers rushed out from between the gaps in the mammoth, and immediately detoured to the right, making a big arc, and directly rushed to the left side of the Wuhua Sect army formation.

Seeing this scene, Gui Yuanzi's pupils suddenly dilated, and he thought of the most unlikely possibility, perhaps, the strategic purpose of the demon clan was to consume! They just wanted as many dead people as possible!

This actually doesn't make sense in theory, the demon clan is the attacker, the supply line is long, and the consumption is obviously more unfavorable to them, but there is no other reasonable explanation. Pushing back, Tu Shan took the initiative to do this, there must be a reason. Only now it is not known.

The handsome banner of Wuhua Sect immediately shook violently, and the herald flew to the end of the team at a gallop, shouting all the way: "Don't engage the enemy, move to the right, hurry! Hurry!"

The ghost is willing to fight to the death with the demon clan, and before the order came down, the people at the end of the team have gradually begun to rub to the right, and at this time the handsome order came, and they immediately ran to the right, and the entire back formation was immediately crowded and trampled on, like waves, and slapped to the blank space between the left and right formations.

Once there, on the left was the rock-solid Beihua Peak Martial Cultivator, and on the right was the invincible Donghua Peak Sword Cultivator, and they, the people of Xihua Peak, could just cast long-range spells.

Xiao Hua had already suppressed his subordinates, after all, people were afraid of death, and immortal cultivators were no exception, with his cultivation at the sixth level of the Xuan Realm, coupled with his body that was so strong that he had no friends, he would definitely die with a stick. But who would have expected that the situation would change abruptly, and now the entire large array is squeezing and moving, and those subordinates who don't want to go up have to go up, and they were pushed by the crowd and crashed into Xiao Hua.

With iron rods on one side and countless hidden blades on the other, Xiao Hua didn't think about it, roared, jumped up more than ten feet high, and dodged the squeezing.

Looking down in mid-air, his subordinates were huddled together, and then he was pushed to the right by the military formation, and ran away like a tide.

Xiao Hua breathed a sigh of relief, which can be regarded as getting rid of those annoying guys.

However, as soon as he was half relieved, he gasped again, and his face was instantly filled with despair. I saw that the soles of my feet seemed to be a marquee, the previous wave of Wuhua Sect Immortal Cultivators had just retreated, and the latter wave of demon soldiers rushed over, completely filling the gap in a blink of an eye.

"I'm R!" Xiao Hua screamed, his body couldn't control himself, and he smashed into the center of the demon soldier array, and was overwhelmed by the crowd in a blink of an eye.